The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1887-01-26
A MISUNDERSTANDING.

needn't wait for an answer" said the boy,
as he disappeared, with flourish of heels,
over the picket-fence, while, in true girlish
wonderment, pretty Estelle MARITIME tore off
the envelope and read
DEAR MISS MARITIME A telegram Of
importance calls me East to-day, but before
going beg to cancel my engagement, with
the hope that you may find some one who
will please you better. Very truly yours,
"HARoLD VuLARs."
For fully ten minutes Miss MARITIME star
I'd at the shocking lines, aghast.
g It surely must be DREAM she
thought ia terrible, terrible dreamls
That Harold Villars, her lover and life
long friend, should add his quota to her
misfortunes, seemed incredible.
But there was the proof of his .perfdy
and cowardice in black and white.
Her lip trembled as she read the lines
through once more.
There was the address, Miss Estelle
MARITIME, and no disputing it.
81 might have expected it, she said,
choking back her tears. g When your for
tune goes, your friends go with it. Others
have done the same, but had thought him
head and shoulders above other men,
Drawing her desk to her side, Estelle
dashed off the following spirited lines:
Mr.. HAROLD YILLARs II gives me the
greatest pleasure to say I have not tAe
slightest wish to marry you, and desire that
our engagement be speedily forgotten.
Very truly, EsTELLE MARITIME
Then she called her own errand-boy, and
dispatched him with the note to Mr.. villars'
studio. This done, she threw herself down
and wept bitterly.
Only week before she had lost the bulk
of her little fortune, and she now naturally
attributed her lovers abating ardor to that
fact.
a" will not stay here an hour" she cried,
springing up aud ordering old Marcy and
Tom to commence packing. g will go to
the farm. Thank fortune, / have that left.
There will live and die in seclusion. And
now, just lot living man look toward my
house |"
While Estelle MARITIME, with resolute
CLEAN in her handsome eyes, aided the
"help" in "moying to the farm" Harold
villars was storming about in his stsdio,
mad as March hare"
81 wouldn't have believed such .sinR
of Estelle MARITIME ~ he cried, sei.ing the
note and reading it through once more
thought her better and more sensible
than other girls By Jove! it takes the
life out Of fellow to have the woman he
loves turn on him, just because he's been
unfortunate. Wonder how she found. it
QUIT only learned of it yesterday. had
intended to tell her to-day. but she has
saved me the trouble. Here, Jones, send
around the team! I'm going to move to
the farm. Thank heaven have that left!
I shall now be a hermit. And now let a
woman look toward my house I"
"Well, we'll! Who lives over there,
Jones Didn't know had any neighbors,"
pointing toward farmhouse.
"a lone woman, hear, sir"
"A woman? Then keep her at dis
lance. No quarters here for that sex. I'll
venture it's some horrid old maid, who'll
be forever fighting me about the fences.
And all want, Jones, Is to be let alone"
"Humph neighbors. Didn't know I
had anyp exclaimed pretty Estelle MARITIME,
lifting her eyebrows archly. Wonder
who 'tis?"
ITS lone man as has jist moved in"
replied Thomas.
"a man? Mercy Then show him nc
quarter. He's some hateful old bachelor,
who'll be forever fighting about the pas
lures, or something, and have come out
here for peace"
The days seemed Of interminable length
to Harold Villars, who, as the winter wore
on, allowed himself to wonder who his
neighbor might be--if she were tall, and
gaunt, and grim, or if she was like his
pretty Estelle-the Estelle that used to be-
While Estelle occasionally peered across
the way, and wondered if her neighbor
were at all like her handsome lover, mean
time declaring :" a house without man in
1t was just no house at ALP
Going to sue me l' cried the astonished
Estelle, when one day her neighbours
man-of-all-work " informed her of q pros
2ective suit at law. why, never was in
,ourt in my life. Tit would be dis
grace, indeed 1t would and all my friends
would know of it, and But let him sue.
I'll let no man impose on me. I'll beat
him. He's contemplate puppy, and you
tell him SO, to sue woman about a tum-
ble-down old fence Oh, dear i"-tears in
profusion-"i IL only Harold yillars had
been the man thought him / wouldn't be
here fighting that man over there. But
shan't ever love anybody but Harold, even
II he did turn ont mean
And while the indignant woman wept
over the inevitable disgrace of lawsuit
and the loss Of her youths idol, Harold
villars stormed that a miserable old maid
should call him, an esthetic gentleman,
sontemptible puppy.
But the law shall be heard from. No
woman shall impose on me- have suffer-
ed enough from them already. A con-
temptible puppy, indeed Humph! not
much Of lady. You wouldn't have heard
such words from the pretty lips of sweet
Estelle kartine. Oh, Esteiie, darling II
you had only been al believed your